Hazel Durham

Mermaid - Poem by Hazel Durham

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Over the lush green land, the mist clear's, She holds the concave shell to her ear, Listening to the sea breeze whistling so near, Relishing the sea soaked ambience, As time takes a step backwards, To many years ago, to her ex-fiance, His complex nature of arrogance, With his soul always ready to dance, Through the silk sheet's of her mindFull of their romance, He had the power to put her into a captivating trance, She had found in him, her father's steely, foreboding charm, That chased her insecurities back to their darkened farm.

The wildness and strength of her beloved sea, Held the key to her past, But she couldn't outrun it's destruction that fast, She was here to compete first with her sibling's, Then later with the world which she made sing, It was all about her, Like a cat ready to pounce or purr, She travelled to her overseas retreat, Of a hot climate with plenty of men to meet, Judging them against her father's stoical command, Searching for a part of her that had gone missing, And it couldn't be found on land, A sense of belonging in a world that doesn't understand.

Blue seas of unpredictable behaviour, White surfy waves vanishing on the sandy beach, All again within her reach, Looking for a lover to lead her back to the beginning, Of never feeling at home anywhere, And the end result she was never winning.She is a mermaid of the deep, watery depths, Where the vastness soothes her impulsive soul, Of freedom of deviance so bold, Allowing her into the sanctuary of the sea's mighty fold.

This is like, my new favorite poem ever! ! ! ! Mermaids are my favorite mythical creatures :) I see your from Ireland, I wan to live there reeeaaally badly! GREAT POEM! ~Cece P.S. Feel free to check out mine
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As usual this Hazel poem has created a spell of its own with richness of expression and profundity of thoughts well communicated. The ripples of this poetic splendour can be seen from within the depths of the sea where your darling mermaid lives! She will be one day Her Majesty sitting on the amber throne, one hopes.
I give you a clean 10 out of 10 for this write and say sorry that I could not read for almost a week Hazel.
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This is a great write Hazel! Unable to find someone similar to the father figure etched in her mind, like a mermaid, soothing her impulsive soul in the vastness of freedom, she seeks the sanctuary of the sea's mighty fold! !
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